What I Know From That Night

　 Ishigami helped Shinichi take out the barbecue supplies from the box, and asked, "Long time no see, how have you been lately?"

　　"Not bad, how about you?"

　　"Walking on the brink of death."

　　Shinichi's hand paused for a moment, and he looked back at his expression that was so calm that he seemed indifferent to life and death, and decided not to ask any further questions.

　　"How are the President and Shinomiya Senpai?"

　　"Still the same, nothing has changed." Ishigami shrugged, took a tissue from his pocket, spread it on the floor, then placed something that looked like barbecue sauce.

　　"So, as usual?" Seeing Ishigami's silence, Shinichi couldn't help but sigh, "You still have a good life to live, don't be so eager to die... Learn from me, cherish life, and protect yourself wisely."

　　"You are the person most unqualified to teach me a lesson." Ishigami complained, "I guarantee that one day Shinomiya Senpai will kill you, you must be the one to die before me."

　　"Oh, I didn't mention Shinomiya Senpai." Shinichi sneered, looking at him with inexplicable pity.

　　"If Shinomiya Senpai hears this, you will be buried by the Shinomiya family's secret servant team. Don't worry, I will go to the mass grave every year to catch up with you."

　　Seeing that what Shinichi said was true, Ishigami's face immediately turned green.

　　"True or false?! Does the Shinomiya family really have an assassination organization that only appears in novels? And at least carve a tombstone for me, even if it's made of wood!"

　　"Is that what you care about…"

　　There is no hope, this man has long been determined to die, let Kaguya get rid of him quickly...

　　Shinichi stopped talking nonsense with him, and stared at the meat in the refrigerator.

　　Even though he knew it a long time ago, when he saw that the box was full of high-end meats such as A5 grade beef and Matsuzaka pork, he still couldn't help but sigh. Shuchi'in Academy is very rich, it is absolutely unambiguous that students must eat delicious food.

　　After all, this box of high-grade meat needs to prepare the same number of more than 30 groups, including the teacher. When Shinichi received the materials budget, he paused and wondered if the finance department had made a mistake. How can a lunch be as luxurious as a banquet?

　　Looking at it now, he still didn't have enough knowledge and vision. For example, Ishigami, as the young master of a toy company and student council accountant, had seen numerous budget statements ranging from hundreds of millions of yen since then.

Shinichi was setting the grill, Ishigami suddenly spoke.

　　"The accountant over there... Works really hard."

　　Shinichi paused, then took the grill, waiting for him to add the charcoal, "Is it Ichika? She worked really hard. What is it?"

　　"Didn't you ask me to teach her accounting before? During that time, she kept close to me every day. Oh, we had a good chat, hehehe."

　　Ishigami chuckled, glanced at Shinichi, but found that his expression didn't change at all, he just motioned to bring the charcoal quickly.

　　"…Tsk, you sure are calm."

　　Ishigami surrounded the thicker charcoal into a square, then placed the finely crushed charcoal in the middle.

　　"Don't worry, she talks to me about serious matters, and it's fine if I show you the chat history… Well, even though I haven't contacted her for a long time, it makes me feel dumped, but since we get along, it's really fun, and I will not settle accounts with you."

　　"Finishing the account?" Shinichi picked up the flamethrower and pointed it at Ishigami, "Wasn't it agreed that you would teach her accounting, and I would treat you to lunch for a week? The account you want to settle with me?"

　　"Don't point such dangerous things at me!" Ishigami dodged the flamethrower any time.

　　"Lunch is not a problem at all. I used to buy bread and milk. It's fine if I teach for nothing. Just treat it as a training school talent…. But, do you know how I was treated when I chatted with her?"

　　Shinichi was shocked, and Ishigami's expression was very sad, like a dog barking on the side of the road, which makes people feel sorry.

　　He lowered the flamethrower, flicked the switch, and let the column of flames hit the coals, turning them slightly red.

　　"Didn't you say you got along well?"

　　"Yes, after all, she can talk full of intimacy, and is as mature as an older sister. Just chatting with her is a kind of pleasure, and her attitude towards learning is very serious. No frivolity at all. She is the perfect lover for a man…"

　　Ishigami covered his face with one hand, his eyes beneath his bangs seemed to lose their shine, and his expression became gloomy.

　　"It's embarrassing to say, I almost fell in love with her… It has to be said that I like any girl who wants to have a nice chat with me."

　　At this moment, the atmosphere seemed to dull along with his words.

　　Shinichi couldn't stand it, and whispered in a calming tone.

　　"Just get used to it, most virgins are like this."

　　"If it weren't for the flamethrower in your hand, you wouldn't be alive today with this hair."

　　"Unfortunately, I'm the one with the upper hand now. It's kind of a warning. " Shinichi continued to burn the charcoal, "Then? You confessed to her?"

　　Ishigami shrugged.

　　"How could it be? After calming down and thinking about it carefully, I still prefer the lively and simple youth style. That style is not my style."

　　Shinichi pointed at him with the flamethrower in his hand: "So you like Fujiwara Senpai?"

　　"I just said don't point that dangerous thing at me!" Ishigami hastily distanced himself from him, then looked disgusted.

　　"Let's forget about the big-breasted, stupid Senpai kind. I think she will be involved in lilies in the future, or spend her life happily with dogs. There's no need for her to have a male partner… Don't look at appearances, people with normal IQ probably wouldn't like her either."

　　"This is really the usual over-evaluation." Shinichi then turned off the flamethrower.

　　On the grill, black charcoal ignited, and dust fluttered in the wind.

　　"Now then, that's not what I wanted to complain about, don't bother me..." Ishigami sighed, sat back down as his threats faded, and smacked his lips.

　　"You know what she talked about the most after she asked me about accountants?"

　　Before Shinichi could answer, Ishigami looked at him with an uneasy expression.

　　"That is you!"

　　"Using the committee leader as an excuse to get to know you, I kept asking about you, and asking if you had good relations with the girls in the student council, and treating me as a supporting actor in Galgame providing assistance to the male protagonist."

　　"If it weren't for her good attitude, I would have hung up the phone directly, so I didn't talk to her too much…"

Ishigami started to complain, saying that his impression of Ichika had completely changed.

　　Finally, Ishigami sighed, even though his expression was slightly irritated, he became much more serious.

　　"Hey Asada…"

　　"Nakano Ichika really likes you."

　　Shinichi listened silently.

　　He picked up the charcoal tongs and tapped the grill lightly.

　　"I know."